The Princess Slave
I wiped away my tears and looked at the floor.
“Your slave?” Cedric asked, pain and anger was visible in his dark brown eyes.
“No, not Violette.. I’m.. I’m his mate.” Lillian said. A wave of relief flowed through me as that was cleared up. And I swear, the same happened with Viktor. His angry features softened, and out came another smile. Goddess, how can he be so.. never mind.
“Well, this is great news, Cedric. Come, have a drink with me.” Viktor said as he turned back to his chambers door.